Was it Kafka who said that we are most human when admittedly animals? I can’t remember. The elephant would. We give each other pet names and share our own names, homes, and fashion motifs with pets. We are much less willing to engage with our vegetable sides.
The snap pea is probably great company, and no doubt leeks have dimension. When it comes to tubers, I can only imagine. Perhaps we have a hard time opening conversations with the ones whose faces are not––well, faces; whose beings are arranged in ways we can less readily recognize from mirrors and photo albums.
Maybe it intimidates us to interact on a conversational level with living forms that will not run, fly, or swim from us, who can’t make us heroes for luring them to our realms. Maybe we don’t know how to open conversations that don’t begin with a chase. These vegetables, they just show up––or don’t, allowing or resisting growth, harvest, cultivation. We can’t always find the narrative line of their movements, and it perplexes us.
Or maybe we don’t like to entertain the possibility of admitting when we are only seeds or going out of season; ripe for harvest or willing to be met by moles. The cat offers an easy meme and endless punchlines, and most of her jokes are on me. If this is any model, it’s likely the vegetables are doing something similar. From a plastic bag on the counter, the armed potatoes wave.
A baseball stadium wave ? One bag after another all the way down the counter ? 8)
Hah! John, this image will stay with me. In a delightful way. Thank you : )
“…who can’t make us heroes for luring them to our realms. “
This line really stood out for me.
GREAT closing paragraph!
Jazz, thank you for this!